Chapter Eighty-Three: Lao Yang, I Think I'm in Love
"What are you two talking about?"
Soon, Yang Mobai and Mao Qianpei were chatting, and Tang Yu and Wang Chang over there had already filled out the form and returned it to the staff.
"It's nothing, I see that you fill in so seriously, and talk casually when you're idle."
Yang Mobai glanced at Tang Yu who had been pasted up, took a step back slightly and shook his head.
"Nothing?"
Glancing at Yang Mobai suspiciously, Tang Yu asked.
"Well, it's nothing!"
Regarding Tang Yu's question, Yang Mobai's expression remained unchanged and continued to shake his head.
"But why do I think you two are speaking ill of me?"
Obviously, Yang Mobai's denial did not make Tang Yu dispel the doubts in his heart.
"I feel good about myself, I'm not interested in talking about you! Let's go, go shopping elsewhere, and then I'm going to go to Senior Sister Xin Qing! ”
After giving Tang Yu a big white eye, Mao Qianpei took the lead in walking towards other stalls.
"Of course, a handsome guy like me, it's good to focus everywhere you go!"
couldn't help but snort, Tang Yu raised his hand and grabbed Wang Chang's shoulder, and followed Mao Qianpei forward.
"Let's go, Lao Wang!"
“……”
Raising his eyebrows a little speechlessly, Yang Mobai glanced back at the booth of the etiquette team, but he didn't see Yin Yue, he probably was still talking to Wang Beibei about something and didn't come back.
Seeing this, Yang Mobai gave a big smile to the young lady who had instructed her to fill in the materials at the stall, and then turned to leave.
"Are they gone?"
As soon as Yang Mobai and the others left, Yin Yue came back with a girl who looked no less than herself.
With long brown wavy hair that is different from Yin Yue's black and straight, a slightly bewitching face, coupled with a height estimated at 1.75 meters, wearing shorts and looking at at the long legs of at least 1.22 meters, standing with Yin Yue, the two are simply a beautiful landscape, and they are simply the perfect goddess in the hearts of otaku
Different styles, different temperaments, and the same beauty, but it's a pity that Yang Mobai left early and didn't have this eye.
This person is also a figure on the school flower list, named Tan Shuya, ranking a little higher than Yin Yue, ranking second.
In fact, the appearance of the two is also equal, one is elegant, the other is charming, it is difficult to say who is better looking and who is slightly inferior.
The reason why Yin Yue's ranking is a little lower than Tan Shuya may be because the landlord of the school flower list counted Yin Yue's cold attribute into the deduction item.
Compared with Yin Yue, Tan Shuya, who is the deputy head of the Xianlin Art Troupe, can definitely be regarded as a communicative talent, otherwise she would not be able to sit on the throne of the deputy troupe.
"Well, just left, why did Sister Shu Ya have time to come over?"
Nodding, the young lady in front of the stall looked at the tall beauty who came over with Yin Yue, and asked curiously.
"The dance troupe has also come out to recruit new people, I don't need to rehearse today, I just came out to shop, I just met Yueyue, so I came over!"
Hearing this, Tan Shuya smiled, pulled out the chair behind the stall, and sat down on it.
"Yueyue, how about I recruit someone for you?"
"Absolutely on your terms! Good no good? ”
"Xin Qing didn't bring me along, and said that she would let me come back for the interview, it's so boring......"
Tan Shuya looked interested, and Yin Yue couldn't refuse, so she could only nod silently.
"Okay, then you can recruit for me, I'm just going back to the office!"
"Okay, go ahead, leave it to me here!"
Waving her hand happily, Tan Shuya, who was busy with Yin Yue, sorted out the registration form on the table in a decent manner.
After handing the young lady who had instructed Yang Mobai to fill in the materials a attentive look, Yin Yue also turned around and left, and returned to the office of the etiquette team.
……
"Lao Wang, are you serious about filling in the calligraphy association?"
Walking from one end of Wutong Avenue to the other, Yang Mobai and the four of them also looked at all the stalls on both sides, and filled in a lot of registration forms.
"Why don't you allow me to have a dream?"
"No, your word is the same as the chicken, people definitely don't want you!"
In the face of Tang Yu's doubts, Wang Chang resolutely chose to fight back.
"Heh, it's better than you filling in the color embryo of peer education!"
"Color hammer, it's not right for you to wear colored glasses like this, I'm not going to use my rich theoretical knowledge reserves and sufficient practical experience to serve my classmates!"
"I can say the obscenity so reasonably, I am willing to bow down!"
Pouting, Wang Chang felt that he didn't talk to the pervert.
"Wow, I'm so angry, Lao Yang, tell me, am I contributing to the healthy growth of the flowers of the motherland!"
Seeing that Wang Chang directly hung up the war-free card, Tang Yu, who was powerful and had nowhere to go, had no choice but to ask Yang Mobai for help.
"Uh, hehehe......"
Yang Mobai didn't know how to answer this, so he could only smile awkwardly and choose to be vague.
It's a pity that Mao Qianpei on the side began to tell the truth again.
"I'm thinking, didn't you put it on because the president was pretty?"
With a slurp, Mao Qianpei tilted her head and said slowly.
"Wronged, Sister Maomao, have you wronged me, do I Tang Yu seem to be that kind of person?"
As soon as Mao Qianpei's words fell, Tang Yu began to shout that he was wronged, that way he was really more wronged than Dou E, as if there was no snow in June, and God was sorry for him.
"Hey, please remove the image, thank you!"
Tang Yu's wail Wang Chang didn't buy it, and after saying this, he and Mao Qianpei took the lead in walking towards the stall where Xu Jia was, and he also wanted to try to see if he could join the Ministry of Literature and Art.
"Wow, Lao Yang, they bullied me, the baby is bitter, blue and thin, shiitake mushrooms!"
The audience suddenly lost two, and Tang Yu's one-man show could only be performed for Yang Mobai.
"Don't pretend, everyone is gone!"
With a wry smile, Yang Mobai stretched out his hands and pressed them on Tang Yu's shoulders, pushing him towards the two who left.
From one end of Wutong Avenue to the other end where Xu Jia is located, you will inevitably pass by the ceremonial team that sets up a stall in the middle.
When passing by the stall, Yang Mobai, who was pushing Tang Yu forward, subconsciously glanced at the stall.
At the same time, Tang Yu, who was being pushed by Yang Mobai, suddenly stagnated, and Yang Mobai, who didn't make much effort, bent his arm softly, and almost hit Yang Mobai's back.
"What are you doing?"
"Lao Yang, I think I'm in love!"
It was Tang Yu's stupid voice that answered Yang Mobai.
"Did you hear my pounding heartbeat!"
"Come on, I just saw that President Zhong said the same thing, I love ...... every day"
Subconsciously looked at Tang Yu's gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Just glanced at Yang Mobai and didn't pay attention, Tan Shuya, who was sitting in the position of the etiquette team, gently shook the big waves, revealing a beautiful face covered by her hair.